72 – 8.5 After the Hunting Festival (3) – Flowers ride on ghosts
You were born safely? Is it your son?
Are you smiling at me?
Yes. I am your father.
You flipped yourself? You should take a picture right away and keep it as an heirloom.
You are only 2 years old and you can already walk. You must be a genius.
I am proud that you are my son.
I finished my work safely today. Wasn’t it difficult? Wasn’t class boring?
Is your father’s embrace that good? Your teacher is bothering you too much? I get it. Don’t cut it right away.
It wasn’t that bad? Okay. Well then, I’ll just give you some warning. If you have any difficulties, just talk to this father at any time.
When your body hurts, when your mind is distressed, and when you are afraid. Just tell this Prince Howlan.
Because you are my son.
Because I am always on your side.
Are you just accepting this as a grade? Is there one thing you are good at?
I don’t know where you are preoccupied these days. It’s not enough to take over the position of Grand Duke.
Never tell others about your weaknesses. I’m just trying to use you.
Do not rely on anyone. Why don’t you know that your weakness comes from such weak thoughts?
Do not shed tears in front of me. If I cry one more time, there will be no sleep today.
You took a day off because you were sick? Do you think you have the right to say that?
I don’t know what’s so difficult about it. There are a lot more people in the world who are having a harder time than you. What difference does it make if you make such a weak sound?
…It doesn’t happen today either.
You said it was made for me..? Because you’re sorry? Get rid of that crappy stuff.
If you’re so sorry, you should have ended up like this instead. No, it was a mistake to have you in the first place. There’s no need for this, so if you’re truly sorry, just let it happen again.
If it weren’t for you, nothing would have happened. If it weren’t for you… Because of you… It would be better… Yes,
I should never have given birth to you.
I regret that you are my son.
Ah.
I am afraid of the Archduke.
It is not a physical fear. It is fear of the Archduke’s ‘change’.
I am very afraid that the Archduke, who is standing silently like now, will change his attitude and start swearing at me.
He raises his eyebrows and scolds loudly, and when he opens his mouth, something about me will come out.
That in itself is extremely scary.
That’s why I sharpen my edge even more. Like a dog barking with its mouth open to hide its fear. Just like a hedgehog puts up thorns.
“If you understand, disappear from my sight.”
Even though he was clutching his collar as hard as he could, despite receiving such insults, Grand Duke Howlan’s expression did not change at all.
However, the oppressive energy of mana has become incredibly stronger.
I couldn’t hold on any longer and fell to the floor.
Dust gets into your mouth and dirt gets on your clothes.
“Ugh, ugh!!”
“Did you learn this kind of rude behavior from your lovers? There’s nothing you can’t say to your father.”
Ha. You have come to this point and are called ‘father’. Even bullsh*t is said with great care.
I collapsed like a dog and barely raised my head and opened my mouth.
“Did you say you can’t return to the Howlan family with this level of skill? That’s good.”
For some reason, it makes me laugh.
When I burst out laughing, the Archduke looked down at me with tired eyes.
“What are you trying to say again?”
I blurted out loud enough for all the onlookers to hear.
“Even if you beg like a dog to come to that trashy place, it will never go!! So don’t ever say such nonsense in front of me again.”
With the declaration of complete secession from my Howlan family, the surroundings instantly become chaotic.
“…Has Young master completely given up on the family name?”
“It’s the spirit of a young man. His eyes are so full of venom that they look like they’re about to explode.”
“The father and son reunion is so touching. I can’t watch it without tears.”
I don’t know how ugly I look now.
If you don’t say this, you might be caught shaking. That’s not possible.
The Grand Duke opened his eyes softly at my words and opened his mouth.
“It’s better not to say anything you’ll regret from the beginning. Especially if it’s because of pride.”
I was still lying face down and spit mixed with blood on the floor.
I never avoided his eyes.
Cracked.
“It’s not me who regrets, it’s you.”
“I regret it…”
The Grand Duke, lost in thought for a moment, soon released his mana. The black haze melts and disappears like sand.
He seemed interested in what I was saying.
“Try it once. Make me regret kicking you out. Climb high and try it.”
I stood up, dusted myself off, and said.
“I still intend to do so.”
But first, I have to resolve this damn curse.
“Yes. I’m looking forward to it until then.”
The Archduke turns his body and walks gracefully.
I wish it would just turn off, but I have to say one thing and leave.
“As you know, the meaning of flowers in ‘Hunting Festival’ is true love and confession.”
“So what’s the problem?”
The Grand Duke spoke in a more serious tone than ever. His eyes were also as sharp as a hawk.
What on earth are you talking about?
“Dating is allowed, but divorce is not allowed. Even if you enter into a relationship, be sure to report it to me. Such important matters…”
“…Get out quickly.”
The side that fell down is clearly not my head, but my head hurts.
There are more reasons to never go to the Howlan family.
.
The stormy Grand Duke disappeared and the forget-me-not flower award ceremony began again.
Nominally, it is the ‘hunter’ who showed the best performance in the hunting festival to express his gratitude to his most precious ‘comrade’, but in reality, it is just a confession.
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I glanced at the public.
He looks very expectant. It’s not their business.
No matter who I give it to, it is obvious that it will be tied to a romantic relationship. It really can’t be anything but a nuisance. I still vomit blood every day.
I continued fiddling with the large bouquet of forget-me-nots and stared at my precious ‘colleagues.’
Jenna noticed my gaze and opened her mouth with a sullen expression.
“Ah. You can give it to the person you want to give it to. Of course, I believe that’s who I think it is!”
“I haven’t said anything yet.”
“So I said it first?”
Jenna smiled mischievously.
Anyway, I won’t say a word.
I didn’t realize that in [Project 7], Only the adult and righteous personality was always highlighted, but Laonzena had a very mischievous personality.
He doesn’t often play pranks on other people, but he often plays pranks only in front of me. I don’t have an easy personality.
To summarize what she said, it was simple.
Give to those who want to give.
Although he is very mischievous, he has the cool personality of a protagonist and gives up flowers. I might have given it to you if you had asked for it, but since you said it like that, it probably doesn’t matter.
After making up my mind, I looked at Pur.
She looked confused for a moment, but then she smiled brightly.
“Dyers..”
Pur approaches with her brisk steps. It feels amazing to walk steadily with those thin legs.
“Uh.”
She seemed to have gathered her thoughts and spoke in a timid and soft tone.
“It may not be true, but… Dyers has already decided on who to give it to, right…?”
In difficult situations like this, you have to be firm and firm.
I hate being unable to do this or that because of the atmosphere or because of other people who are disappointed.
“Yes. There was someone I had in mind from the beginning.”
Purr’s body trembled at the firm tone.
Then he continues speaking again.
“Wow, the village where I live has always had a lot of flower fields… So I saw so many flowers that I got sick of them… So…”
Pur hesitated and touched her index finger.
To summarize what she said, she said it was okay because she saw a lot of flowers. I think what he’s saying is that she doesn’t get hurt at all, so there’s no need to feel pressured.
I nodded at her so as not to embarrass her.
“I understand what you mean.”
“Yes.. And Dyers.. That..”
Pur, whose cheeks were flushed from the heat, began to stutter her words again. Feeling frustrated, I brought my lips to her ear.
Pur’s high voice tickles her ears.
“Then… Will you grant me one wish?”
Cold sweat even ran down her face, as if that alone showed great courage.
“Okay. Tell me anything.”
“Hand… hehehe. Hold my hand.”
Then, as if relieved, Pur fluttered her arms and held them out.
I held Pur’s hand. These are thin and moist hands. At the same time, the lips, as red as a lily, open and make the sound ‘aaah’.
She tickled my ear, so I will return the favor.
I put my face close to her fur ear and spat out.
“Warm.”
“…Huh…”
“It’s warm and soft… It feels good.”
“…I’m tickled…”
The pupil moves back and forth. Blue hair exposed to sunlight is so shiny that you wonder if this is possible.
The purge is broken.
She took advantage of the breakdown to try to pull her hand away, but she held it back tightly as if she didn’t like it.
Jenna approaches from behind with an unknown expression. I feel something cold.
The spectators are whistling as they wonder what is so exciting.
The problem is that the number of people looking at me like I’m trash has increased again. For what reason?
.
Forget-me-not flowers ride on ghosts and fly to the statue.
An unsuitable flower was hung on the statue symbolizing the god of war.
The disappointed looks of the onlookers, Jenna’s absurd looks, and Fur’s broken eyes didn’t matter much.
Unless I run out of regret and reach Buddhahood, we will definitely meet someday. It doesn’t matter what the form of meeting is.
Maybe it was my mood, but I felt like the statue was smiling at me.
The name of the statue is Faberde.
